Pomen the Trainer
"Rai, mind dismantling this pile of scrap for me?"
"Sure thing, Alpha!"
Rai picked up her tools with movements that had grown quite familiar by now.
The Ark's Central AI, Wanderer, had assigned her a job suited to her model—sorting piles of scrap metal into recyclable resources and managing the indoor factory on one side of the Ark.
Thanks to that, Rai spent her mornings in a massive warehouse stacked with scrap, pulling out rusted armor plates or steel to separate usable alloys, extracting rare metals from broken machine parts.
It was grueling work that left her covered head to toe in dirt and grime. But Rai's heart felt more at peace than ever.
"Is it hard?"
"Huh? No, it's much easier than when I lived on the surface."
"...Is it true that there are a ton of monsters up there?"
"Yep."
And she got along great with Alpha, the mass-produced ECHO she worked alongside.
Unlike originals, mass-produced ECHOs showed so little emotion it felt like something was missing.
But after sweating together and chatting, Rai realized they weren't so different after all.
Surprisingly, Alpha was one of the few mass-produced ECHOs the Commander had personally named.
And Alpha took immense pride in that fact above all else. If there was one downside...
"Rai, you know what chocolate is?"
"...No, what's that?"
"It's this super sweet snack. The Commander gave me some. What about the taste of life?"
"???"
"Oh, you don’t know yet, huh?"
It was that her bragging about the Commander's favor got a bit much. Still, she wasn't a bad sort.
"Sis-!"
"Rai!"
On the way to the mess hall after morning shift, Big Sis Moi spotted Rai and waved her hand with a smile.
Instead of watching each other's backs like before, they could now share snacks and wash with warm water.
These small daily joys, impossible on the surface, were more precious to Rai than anything.
[...Moi, I'm assigning you to patrol around the Ark.]
Wanderer had given Big Sis Moi the job of patrolling the Ark's perimeter.
It was a vital role to keep stray zombies from wandering in and giving away the Ark's position.
Unlike Rai, Big Sis Moi was a combat-type ECHO.
It was a perfect assignment for her strengths.
While they worked through the day's schedule like always, Rai overheard Alpha and the other mass-produced ECHOs chatting.
"Think the Commander will be okay on this expedition?"
"Arva and the Cerberus Squad went with him, right? Plus, I hear his shooting skills are insane."
"Really?"
"Totally. Pomen said it looked like he'd even trained as a professional sniper."
"Whoa! That's awesome."
"......"
Listening in, Rai felt a tickle in a corner of her chest.
Back at Ark 38, ECHOs weren't even allowed to casually mention humans.
No, they weren't allowed emotions at all. Something about the risk of betrayal?
It was an incomprehensible rule, but Ark 38's people enforced it strictly, watching ECHOs like hawks.
But this Commander was different.
He actively bonded with ECHOs, treating them like living beings.
"......"
Then, unbidden, the memory flooded Rai's mind—that night the Commander and Pomen tangled fiercely, bodies entwined.
It embarrassed her even as it set her core—what was essentially her heart—ablaze.
"Rai, why's your face so red?"
"Huh? Oh, nothing. Nothing at all."
"Sure doesn't look like nothing. Were you thinking about the Commander?"
At Alpha's words, Rai frantically shook her head and dove back into work.
But once kindled, those thoughts wouldn't fade easily.
After wrapping up the day's tasks and wolfing down Madeline's warm, delicious dinner, Rai bolted for her room.
Or rather, she tried.
"Rai? Done eating already?"
She ran smack into Pomen at the mess hall entrance.
One look at her face, and that intense scene replayed in Rai's head.
She wasn’t sure why this was happening.
Rai had to swallow hard to keep her bearings.
"Y-Yeah."
Her heart pounded uncontrollably.
"U-Um, enjoy your meal, sister."
"Yeah, thanks."
Rai bowed her head and slipped past Pomen as casually as she could, quickening her pace.
Tonight was going to be another rough one to hold back.
Luckily, the sister next door was on night patrol... so maybe she could be a little louder than usual?
Pomen glanced slyly at Rai's retreating back.
[It'll be tonight, then.]
"Heh. She's totally worked up. Do ECHOs even have heat cycles?"
[...This is the first I've heard of such a thing.]
Wanderer's voice echoed directly in her mind, and Pomen flashed a mischievous, knowing smile.
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Rai dashed back to her room.
Click.
"Eep?!"
The door lock sounded unusually deafening tonight.
With the door secured, Rai flung herself onto the bed.
"......"
Her heart raced.
It was time to start her own unique and secret hobby that she had discovered recently.
"Nngh..."
She closed her eyes.
Darkness bloomed with vivid images, playing on their own.
"Haa..."
The Commander ravaging Sister Pomen.
Biting and sucking like beasts, their cries shaking the room.
Grabbing Helena's hair, thrusting into her mouth.
Every time she recalled ECHOs moaning in ecstasy under his touch, heat pooled in Rai's lower belly.
"Haah... Nn! Uuah..."
As her body heated from the fantasies, Rai lay prone on the bed, slowly lifting her hips, bucking them.
Her hand crept tentatively to her most sensitive spot.
"Haa—! Yeah...!"
The act Big Sis Moi had taught her first.
Rubbing the soft mound through the fabric sent electric pleasure racing up her spine.
"Haaa... Ah! C-Commander...!"
Soft moans spilled out.
Growing bolder, Rai slid her fingers inside.
The slick, wet grip brought familiar bliss, overwhelming her body.
Her vision blurred; her mind filled with the Commander devouring ECHOs.
"Ha-ut! Yeah-! Aaa!!!"
Rai spread her thighs wide, plunging fingers into her glistening core.
"Hnnngh! Nn!"
She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't stop.
Feeling her tight, hot walls clench around her fingers as she rubbed her sensitive nub, an unprecedented fullness made her hips buck wildly on instinct.
"A-Ah-!"
What if it wasn't her tiny fingers inside, but the Commander's thick, hot shaft?
Like Pomen, Madeline, Helena. His massive cock stuffing her full, grinding deep?
"Hn, uhn, yeah?"
The thought alone nearly shattered her mind.
"C-Cock... cock... C-Commander... Commander, gimme cock...! Uuuhn, ah!"
Moans bursting free, Rai thrashed her hips like mad.
Reason and shame had melted away long ago.
Only primal lust for the Commander consumed her.
As Rai teetered on the very edges of climax, devoured by her fantasy, embracing him—
Click. The locked door swung open.
"...Huh?"
Startled by the presence, Rai jolted upright.
A shadow loomed by the door, pink eyes nearly red, gleaming down at her.
"Little one, like the Commander that much?"
A sly smile that saw right through her. It was none other than Pomen herself.
"Sister Po-Pomen? H-How...?!"
Rai's face drained white.
She yanked the blanket up to hide her nakedness, but it was too late.
The sweet, musky scent in the air, the soaked sheets, her shame laid bare—Rai couldn’t help but tremble in shame and mortification.
But Pomen looked amused, sauntering over and climbing onto the bed.
"Mmm... soaked through. Just from thinking of him?"
Pomen stroked Rai's thigh through the blanket and continued.
"Nah, you've watched, haven't you?"
"S-Sorry. J-Just curiosity..."
"Curiosity's fine. But listen, little one."
"Eek?!"
Pomen breathed hot against her ear, whispering seductively.
"There's a way that feels even better than solo... Want sister to show you?"
With that, Pomen whisked the blanket away.
Rai's pale nakedness was thus exposed.
But Rai didn't flee or resist.
"A-Ahh..."
Her eyes sparkled with curiosity and anticipation, fixed on Pomen.
"Now, remember this well. Our Commander doesn't want a doll that just moans. He loves bitches lost in pleasure, bucking their hips wildly like a pleasure-deranged whore."
Pomen wedged between Rai's legs, licking up her still-quivering, post-edge cunt.
"Hrrrng?! S-Sister Po-Pomen...!"
"How's that? Better than solo, right?"
The direct stimulation dwarfed anything before; Rai arched like a bow.
"Hnnngh! Uuuhn...! Ah-! Aaaa!!"
"This spot feels the best, huh?"
"A-Aaa! Haa, uuuhn!"
"Who knew combat frames like us had parts like this? Wild, isn’t it?"
Pomen's dexterous, soft tongue probed relentlessly, hitting spots Rai never knew.
Unlike her own touch, it drove her mad.
"Uuut! Ah-! F-Feels so good...! M-More, please...!"
"Our little Rai's got bitch potential. Good. Let’s crank it up to the next level, yeah? The Commander's huge cock won't settle for this."
Pomen pressed two fingers to her slick entrance.
Then shoved them in rough, no hesitation.
"Hnnngh! Ah-! Aaaa!!!"
The stretch of her tight walls was painful.
But overwhelming pleasure drowned any pain, crashing over her endlessly, drowning her. Rai bucked eagerly to Pomen's rhythm.
"Good girl. He'll love seeing you feel it like this."
"C-Commander...! Cock! Cock-! Cock...!!!"
Watching Rai wail his name, begging for pleasure, Pomen turned around to face her.
She hooked their legs, pressing their soaked pussies together.
The infamous scissoring.
"I'd love to ram a fat dildo in our baby's hole... but that's for the Commander."
[ECHOs do not have the concept of virginity, Pomen.]
“Symbolism counts, right?”
[......]
“Ha-ut! Yeah!!!”
Pomen grinding her soft folds brought sensations Rai had never dreamed of; she cried out.
Squelching friction filled the room; their sweat and juices soaked the sheets.
"C-Coming! Cumminggg! A-Aaaaa!!!"
Finally, Rai's body went rigid, convulsing in fierce spasms.
An overwhelming climax wave squirted hot from her, drenching Pomen and her belly.
"Whoa... this kid's super sensitive."
[...More data will be needed, but a hypothesis can be formed that utility-type Echoes may be more vulnerable to pleasure.]
“Hnn…”
Gazing at the limp Rai in her arms, Pomen slyly flicked her tiny nipple.
"Eep?! Nn!"
Each pinch and tug made Rai flop like she'd been struck by lightning.
Pomen finally got why the Commander toyed with her breasts after sex.
"Hrrp? Yeah?! Ah-! S-Sis! Ha-ut!"
This was addictive.
And at that time....
💰 Money Compass 💰
Owned Cash: 104200C
"Got it all."
After the night battle ended and I checked my cash, I stretched my arms wide toward the sky.
Now I could buy Pomen's exclusive weapon. Five days since leaving the Ark. The new ammo rounds should be ready by now.
"Time to head back."
It was time to stop the expansion of the Carapace Lords, whose numbers were increasing as time passed.